The golden sunset was attached to the earth. Xuerou bid farewell to Xia Yu and the others and walked downhill alone. She remembered that she had to go to dinner with Schubert tonight, so she hurriedly took the subway home to change her clothes.
Along the way, she looked at WeChat, but saw that Siren still hadn't replied to her.
Damn, it's already the second day.
You have time to return to Jian Ting, but you don’t have time to return to yourself, right?
I am getting more and more angry as I think about it.
On a fishing boat over Daya Bay.
"Ugh!" Ye Siren vomited several times on the boat with difficulty.
"How come your water quality has become so bad!" Uncle Ye patted him on the shoulder and said.
"I'm fine!" Ye Siren said with difficulty, covering his eyes.
Siren has not gone to sea for more than a year. In the past, no matter whether it was a big ship, a small boat, or even a small boat, he would not be so dizzy, but now his body has become somewhat accustomed to this old boat. .
"How about, after arriving in Hong Kong, let's take a rest first!" Uncle Ye said.
"Hmm..." Siren felt relieved after hearing this.
After the symptoms of seasickness subsided, Uncle Ye and several crew members docked the ship at the dock and asked everyone to help move a box of goods into the dark cabin. Although the box is large, it is not very heavy.
"What are these?" Siren asked curiously.
"These are all instant noodles." Uncle Ye said.
"What, we traveled a long way by boat just to deliver instant noodles?"
"Don't underestimate these instant noodles, they are the lifeblood of many people." Uncle Ye said with a smile.
Siren felt a little baffled that instant noodles could be someone's lifeblood. However, he would soon know that what Uncle Ye said was true.
But halfway through, Siren's phone suddenly kept ringing.
"Don't you need to check your phone?" Uncle Ye said.
"No, it shouldn't be very important."
Although Siren said this, he glanced at the phone screen. First, there were more than ten messages from Xuerou, and then there were two words from Huo Jianting: "Help!"
After looking at it, he moved a few boxes of things, a little absent-mindedly.
When Uncle Ye saw this, he shouted: "Everyone, please rest for 15 minutes!"
After he said that, Siren immediately walked aside and checked the message.
"It's that pervert again." He first gave Jian Ting a plan to help everyone settle Zhang Fan's matter smoothly, and then looked at Xuerou's message.
Her messages have been sent non-stop since last night.
However, Siren went back to the countryside with his uncle after meeting him last night. He had never applied for a mainland phone card, so he was without Internet access all night and did not receive any messages.
Xuerou: "Hey, damn monkey, when did you start working in my mother's bar? Why didn't you tell me?"
Seeing that he didn't reply to her for a long time, Xuerou asked again: "Hey, my mother said you are going to sea? What do you mean by going to sea? Are you not coming back? Or are you only going for a few days? Then you owe me the birthday gift. What should I do? You don’t want to drag me with you, do you?
After a long time, she saw that Siren did not reply to her, so she asked: "You don't really want to leave without saying goodbye, right? You should at least explain it to me, right? If you are not in the band, what will I do..."
"Ye Siren, is it dangerous to go to sea this time?"
Then, there were many missed voice calls.
"Damn monkey, call me back. If you don't, I will hate you forever!"
After seeing this message, Siren really wanted to reply, but there were still many messages he hadn't read, so he didn't reply yet.
"Dead monkey...where did you die?"
"What will I do if you are no longer here?"
Seeing this message, Siren felt inexplicably heartbroken.
He had only been with Chen Nanfang for a month, and no one had ever spoken to him in such a tone. Although many people need him very much, they only come to him when something special happens.
He never thought that someone would need him, to the point where he "didn't know what to do" without him.
He always felt that he was dispensable to Chen Nanfang. Even in the Silver Band, he is not the kind of existence that must exist in order to operate. The trumpet section has Xuerou, the trombone section has Qiu Wensheng, and the other music sections also have their own talents.
With his funding, the band can hire 6-8 more teachers from different music departments to train them. There is no need for his unprofessional and unpopular teachings.
About his voyage, he told only a few of his most trusted people. He also thought about whether to tell Xuerou, but he remembered that he had not been with her for less than a month and felt a little weird, so he didn't do it.
But he didn't expect that Xuerou would be so serious about him.
Otherwise, go back to my senior sister!
"Hey! Work's started!"
Just when Siren was thinking this, the rest time was over and Uncle Ye called everyone together again.
"If you want to stay in Hong Kong, you can. There are many people who can replace you." Uncle Ye said.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Siren clicked his tongue disdainfully: "I want to take advantage of this time to go to sea to help support my family's livelihood."
On the other side, Xuerou arrived home, but saw that Siren still hadn't replied, and she felt even more angry.
"You bastard, you didn't reply to my message on purpose, right? I'm sorry, right?"
With that said, he blocked Siren. Throw your phone aside.
Then I returned to the dinner with Schubert.
She wore a black high imitation Chanel sleeveless floral organza dress, which was elegant and elegant. This was her favorite dress. She once had a white one, but it got stained later. I wanted to wash it, but no matter what, it couldn't be cleaned. She wanted to buy another pair, but... the price was too much for her to bear, so she looked at other brands, but they were still very expensive. Finally, I had no choice but to buy a black pair on Taobao.
She put on the Swarovski white swan necklace that Schubert bought for her three years ago, which symbolizes purity, put on exquisite makeup, put on small black high heels, and paired it with a small black bag from UR, and was ready to go out.
She went downstairs, and to her surprise, Schubert had already driven the car, bought her favorite white roses and put them in the car, waiting for her to come down.
This was the first time in two years that she had looked directly at Schubert's face. Although this man was in his forties, his face and physique seemed to have never changed much. It was just that his face was more steady, careful, and deep than before.
Moreover, since he finished third in the world, he has become serious about his words. Even when he smiles, he seems like an inanimate robot.
Not as warm and bright as before.
"I haven't seen you for so long, Xuerou is beautiful again!" Schubert said.
"Um."
Xuerou's mood is a bit complicated.
It had been two years since she had spoken formally to the most important man in her life.
She didn't know what tone to use to express her current mood.
Whenever she saw him, she felt happy, but amid her joy, there was a feeling of hatred that penetrated deep into her bones.
It's been two years,
Does he know how she has lived these past two years?
Does he know how difficult it has been for her these past two years?
A child who has grown up in love suddenly loses everything.
To face everything alone, to face the darkness of the world alone,
Then pretend to live happily in love,
Every day and every night I hope to go home and continue the warm dreams I once had.
Xuerou pursed her lips, but put away her smile, and silently got into the six-passenger Toyota, which was originally intended to be used by the family for outings.
Schubert took her to many restaurants, but Xuerou was never interested.
Schubert saw that she seemed to be hesitant to speak. Maybe she needed to relax more than eat.
The two got off the car in Tsim Sha Tsui and walked along the promenade to see what they wanted to eat along the way.
"Have you thought about what to eat?"
"I don't know, I don't seem to have any appetite."
The two of them were walking, and suddenly, they were attracted by an open-air bar.
Filipino singers and bands sang nostalgic English songs, and the small light of the candlesticks swayed gently in the breeze, which made people fascinated.
Xuerou stopped at the door of the restaurant and listened to the singer singing her favorite old English song "through the Eye of Love". She remembered that day, a family of three watched an old movie in the cinema, "Flowers Meet the Moon". Never Die" situation.
But in the middle of the movie, Sister Qing fell asleep because she couldn't stand watching this foreign language porn film. Wei Xuerou leaned on Schubert's chest and watched with gusto.
"When you play the song "through the Eye of Love", you need to use the corresponding passages to recall the corresponding plot, so that your performance will have artistic conception."
"Like Qiu Wensheng?" Xuerou asked softly.
"No, you are born with a special understanding of the trumpet. In addition, you have my true inheritance. As long as you further strengthen your understanding of the artistic conception, your timbre will definitely surpass his. Even Chen Dongsheng will not be yours. Opponent." Schubert said in a gentle and fatherly tone.
"Xue Rou!" Seeing that she was very intoxicated, Schubert took her to find a seat and ordered a salad first.
"It seems that you still like this song very much. Do you remember when you were a child, I took you to the film museum and watched the old movie with this song?"
Looking back, it was the most impressive time for her. She then remembered that they had watched that old movie even earlier.
"However, I probably forgot about the movie watching at that time. I only remember that there was a period of time during which I fell asleep in your arms halfway through the movie." Xuerou picked up a small cherry tomato and said, He took a bite and said with a chuckle.
Yes, at that time she was not very interested in music, she was more interested in wrestling. If it were a martial arts movie, she would definitely not sleep.
"It seems that you really slept like a pig at that time." Schubert chuckled.
"What!" Xuerou said unhappily.
"It wasn't me who held you to sleep at that time, it was your mother."
"Really?" Xuerou smiled awkwardly, but then put away her smile.
Xuerou's impression of her mother was that she was unstable, unreasonable, and selfish, and her only parent-child interaction was a "feather drag" beating: She failed badly in the exam; She was beaten when she did well in the exam; she was beaten when she was happy; she was beaten when she was sad; and she was beaten even though she knew she was being bullied by people at school.
Xuerou seldom noticed that her mother had a gentle side.
Originally, my mother had begun to slowly forget her, but meeting again last weekend brought back the long-buried longing.
When she first watched it, Xuerou found it boring.
When she watched it for the second time, she realized that she was the character in the play.
. . .
. . .
When I watched it this time,
She felt very nervous, but she didn't know why...
